[u]Free Billy[/u]

Nathair

Nathair watched Quartz become content with Arlette’s answer, seemed more cheerful and even smirked at the scarlet coloring that flushed throughout her face. His feathers seemed to extend, displaying his delight at the reaction as her arm lifted towards him and gently stretched out his neck. His head passed under her fingers, enjoying the light and tender stroke against his soft feather dress, brushing the slightly ridge horns underneath the plumage. The snake looked to be a blissful state. Nathair couldn’t help but shake his head at Quartz unsurprised reaction at the attention.

Mime’s protest had Nathair’s eyes flipped over to the young copycat spirit. He was actually happy to have been right since the first time he met the pair together, he never could tell them apart. Though he suspected it was pure luck and just gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze, assuring the spirit he at least enjoyed her company. Nathair after all didn’t like to talk if he didn’t need to. He had been painfully reminded over and over hove funny his speech sounded, more self-aware when visiting his mother and noted the secretive whispers behind him. Most times he could shrug it off yet there were some times it wasn’t so easy. 

It seemed Remia had found Quartz comment, chuckling a bit, immediately causing Quartz (still enjoying Arlette’s petting hand) to tilt is head at the blond then apologized. Quartz merely nodded, accepted the apology with his own reply. “It’s alright. You won’t be the first human, Remia, or the last. I’m sure some of the things I say out loud can be taken as wrongful intentions when they are mere curious thinking. Agreed?”

Nathair felt a warm feeling at seeing the Rook and Spirit find a mutual ground and agreement after Remia’s final comment. Remia then prepared to ease Arlette’s unease question about the Holder’s sudden departure. To farther and agree with Remia’s comment and seemed rather pleased Arlette remembered, Quartz added. “What I can say? I enjoy chatting with you. You’re one of the best listeners and cutest I’ve had the pleasure to talk with! Also, I have to agree with Remia. This place is populated enough any danger will likely be notable before it happens and besides, she did say she would notify us. I think that would go for trouble as well.”

Keeping together they moved away from the crowds, making Nathair notably more relaxed now that prying and stares had ceased. During the whole time he stayed close to Mime as if he drew strength from her presence, though it was more because he rather stick to fact he knew her better than the others. His mind no longer felt the tingling raced up and down as he listened to Eowyn speak about the fact four had been knights with a single Rook among them, made clear by Remia’s comment. Quartz natural felt a need to be helpful by adding his own useful information. “I’m sure my true size wouldn’t help in the least. Naturally not many people, unlike Nathair, would be used to seeing a 20 foot feather reptile currently in the open. However the key problem is seeing me? Right?’ Well, thanks a skill of mine, I can camouflage my scales to make my surroundings. Though during conflict it won’t remain which is the sad part and getting hit will certainly reveal me.”
 
Seemingly a little depressed at the though, Quartz pressed his head gently into Arlette’s head still thinking about what to solve their current problem. “Staying in my current, “fun size” would lessen my chances to be seen like it did in when I had to hunt the razor backs.” His eyes glanced at Nathair and added in slight mirth, “The boy had a healthy appetite for the meat, didn’t you Nathair? You ate it almost as fast as I hunted it.”